I was cool already
Way before you met me
In my Tims and my Happy socks
And I know how to get ’em off

See my skies all sunny
Got a pocket full of money
And maybe there’s not a lot
But damn, I’m on a good spot
Got nothing to hide
You’re not playing this right
You want some advice?
Boy, don’t be killing my
Boy, don’t be killing my vibe
My vibe, oh my vibe
Boy, don’t be killing my
Boy, don’t be killing my vibe
My vibe, my vibe
Boy, don’t be killing my
You just might be killing me